The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The fluorescent tube above the intake desk buzzed with a low, persistent hum that vibrated in your molars, a sound so constant it had become the baseline of your existence, the frequency against which you measured the quiet of your own mind. You counted the seconds between the clicks of the clock, three, four, five, because counting was the only way to keep the hands from shaking, and your...

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